Since I’ve been released from prison, I’m not sure what I want to do with my life.
The mafia has been the only thing that has ever characterized my existence.
Now that my father has passed away, our family has been destroyed by my sister and her FBI fiancé.
I can’t help but want to start doing it again. I am aware that it is only hassle. I know I shouldn’t do it.
I am good at it, though, and it’s the only thing I know.